Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Georgia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gang Green to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Section 25,
Popol Vuh,
Deakin,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
The Buckinghams,
Arthur Verocai,
Rufus Thomas,
EPMD,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
the Germs,
Supertramp,
Moebius,
June Days,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Charles Mingus,
Slick Rick,
Roxette,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
Circle Jerks,
Skriet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Wyatt,
Porter Ricks,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Motorama,
Half Japanese,
The Selecter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
A Flock of Seagulls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Freddie Wadling,
Icehouse,
Hasil Adkins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cluster,
Malaria!,
Frankie Knuckles,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.